He’s thirty-eight. I’m twenty-three. He speaks Spanish. I speak English. He lives in Spain. I live in Canada. He dresses in thousand-dollar suits. I’m covered in tattoos. He’s married and has a five-year old daughter. I’m single and can’t commit to anyone or anything. Until now. Because when they say you can’t choose who you fall in love with boy ain’t that the f*#king truth. *** To a restless dreamer like Vera Miles it sounded like the experience of a lifetime. Instead of spending her summer interning for her astronomy major she would fly to Spain where she’d spend a few weeks teaching conversational English to businessmen and women all while enjoying free room and board at an isolated resort. But while Vera expected to get a tan meet new people and stuff herself with wine and paella she never expected to fall in love. Mateo Casalles is unlike anyone Vera has ever known let alone anyone she’s usually attracted to. While Vera is a pierced and tatted free spirit with a love for music and freedom Mateo is a successful businessman from Madrid all sharp suits and cocky Latino charm. Yet as the weeks go on the two grow increasingly close and their relationship changes from purely platonic to something…more. Something that makes Vera feel alive for the first time. Something that can never ever be. Or so she thinks.
